I bit the apple with the hope
That it would taste like it once did
Once there was sweetness
But the reality is
It's aged to bitter

I check the phone when it's not ringing
The radio is off but I hear singing
The tree in the front yard
Dropped its fruit this winter
No nectar inside
You've aged to bitter

Now I can't escape the words
Though I have boarded up my mouth
They make their way out of my eyes
As my lungs are collapsing with these sighs
From all the wonder whys
Trying to pour out
I tip the bottle to my lips
Until they can no longer swim

And sometimes ships
Are brought down by their treasure